I watched an ant climb a blade of grass this morning. When he reached the top, his weight bent the blade down to the ground....Then twisti
ng his thorax with insectile precision, he grabbed hold of the next blade. In this manner, he traveled across the lawn, covering as much distance vertically as he did horizontally, which amused and delighted me.
And then, all at once, I had what is sometimes called an "epiphany," a
moment of heightened awareness in which everything becomes clear. Yes, hunched over that ant on my hands and knees, I suddenly knew what I had to do.................................
QUIT DRINKING BEFORE NOON....
11 comments:
arrhaaha...are you still mates with the person who sent it to you?
ooooh am I FIIIIRST!!
eat my panties losers!
Yeah, this proves that ants are too complicated for Fuckya, so maybe the pick-up stix are better, get the kind with the "safety" tips, not the 'pointy' ones...the only way I was ever able to not drink before noon was to sleep until 1 pm.
apos: we are still mates but she died 3 years ago on new years eve..you would have loved her..when we ran together our friends called us lavern and shirley as we were always getting into the weirdest situations..all involving drink and drugs..
allan;yup, i found that you cant get a hangover if you never stop drinking..
ROTFLMAO!!!!!! So profound. :)
Ya know, since I quit drinking I have zero patience for sloppy/boring/annoying drunks. Unfortunately I know a few. Nice folks when sober. Irritating as shit when drunk.
I had an incident over the weekend with a friend and her annoying drunk of a boyfriend visiting. I tried to be tolerant and nice and everything. Then I kicked him out of my house and told them he is not welcome here any more unless he is 100% sober (Like THAT ever happens.)
And you know what? That felt really, really good!
Ah, yes, but the ant does experience life's peaks and valleys, not just the mundane.
Hey Granny :) Hows the new digs and computer and stuff ?
Now we are talking about ants and drinking, this damn blog is a freak parade and I love it! :)
i can't decide if i feel sorry for drunks or envy them.
can your ant move a rubber tree plant?
tina: going to do a post on new digs, computer etc..
nancy: ya...you never know what you're going to get here...different post for each of my personalities..
ruby: I think that everyone should get rip roaring, falling down on your ass drunk at least once a year...except for me...I have to be sober to tell you what you did and laugh at you.
Mimi: i have every card that anyone has given me since I moved back to texas in the late 70's...don't ask me why..i just do...
Hey Jackie
Just dropped in to say hi..Glad your back to posting everyday again.
I used to have a neat black cat who liked watching the ants.
She would also attack my feet when I tried to sleep at night. I was seven years old, and I would cry. Other than the foot-attacking she was a very nice cat. Her name was Betsy, as in Betsy Ross.
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